If ask you a sadhaka, what is poetry, he will perhaps say it,
Poetry is sadhna and the poet a sadhaka
Doing sadhna in the cottage of his
And to be a sadhaka is to be after
Anything that do you
And without devoting and dedicating, you cannot achieve
What you seek to attain and get from
As to be called knowledgeable
And it is in perfection
And it comes to not
If not heated in the furnace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem